Story of a Ghetto Boy chords by Horseshoe Gang, Kobe

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Intro 1

Verse 1
C 
Oh, yeah,
D 
Em 
tryna beat up a little little mama
D 
Em 
Oh, yeah, and this is story
C 
of a little bitty ghetto boy
D 
Em 
Trapped in the ghetto tryna
D 
Em 
C 
D 
Em 
make it out
D 
Em 
C 
I got a motherfuckin' on my hip,
Em 
nine on my hip, shit
Uh -oh, uh -oh,
D 
Em 
I  gotta make it out this bitch,
D 
Em 
D 
climb out this ditch, shit
C 
D 
Nothin' else need to be said
Em 
Cops wanna see me dead,
but he fled the scene
C 
D 
Em 
Learn to be stealth, learn to be stealth
C 
Yeah, the ghetto got a plan,
it'll take a good man
Em 
And it'll turn him into a person
with a burner on the shelf
But I'ma take the ghetto's plan
D 
and I'ma turn it on itself
Cause I'ma take
this ghetto's swag
Em 
and I'ma turn it into wealth
C 
So when the cameras and
the lights hit a thug
D 
Em 
You might see a product
that the white kids'll love
Cause the majority of rap
fans is white kids
D 
Bm 
Em 
When a black man naked,
that's when the dark knight rises
C 
All I ever had was a llama and a dream
D 
Em 
Robbing everything, trying to get cream
No wallet, no dollars in
D 
the pockets of my jeans
I was pushing that rock,
Em 
I was Rondo on my team
C 
A young nigga hustling,
selling from the window
Em 
My heart had a fast beat, no slow tempo
C 
I never fuck with snitch niggas,
D 
giving up the info
Em 
Stay on my grind like a   nympho, kiddo
C 
But I need more,
D 
Em 
D 
my whole team need dough
Em 
But P, yo, a lot of dudes
C 
that I hustled with before,
they locked up now
D 
Em 
Tryna ball hard so we can score
when they touchdown
D 
We all tryna get to where freedom is at,
Bm 
C 
yo, we stuck in the hood,
Em 
that's why we bees in the trap
C 
I'm little bitty ghetto, boy
Em 
D 
Trapped in a ghetto, tryna make it out
Em 
And I ain't doin' anything I
C 
Em 
ain't hittin' niggas
C 
Yo, feel like Alicia Keys,
I grew up in Hell's Kitchen
Em 
I   wasn't dealt a good hand,
but I dealt with it
Tryna stay afloat,
D 
call me Michael Phelps, listen
Better get Michael P. cause
Em 
the help's missin'
C 
Momma's belt whippin's
kept away the jail sentence
Em 
You know the story on pigs,
tale's twisted
D 
When times get hard, time is a dick
I think Glock should be
Em 
spelled with the L, miss it
C 
I take you niggas to the beach
where I'm from
Em 
LB niggas bust chrome
D 
heats where I'm from
Em 
But y   'all ain't listenin'
D 
C 
The ghetto -ass nigga
tryna clock that paper
Em 
No high school diploma,
never got that paper
I'm tryna find escape, tryna find it fast
D 
But if you ain't Tameka Harris,
Em 
then es  cape is no tiny task
C 
This is the story of a little bitty,
uh, a little diddy,
Em 
on my little Kenny's ghetto
Was hard to hold me like a little titty, plus,
D 
was feelin' shitty, ridin' that inner city metro
Em 
C 
Would pretend my hand was a gun,
pull my trigger, that's my thumb
Em 
And bust two, while thinkin' fuck you,
aimin' at every car I seen
D 
Shootin' at everyone as
the bus moved, thinkin'
Em 
I bust too hard to ride on this shit
C 
I spit shit like zoo -wee -zoo -wee -zit,
zoo -wee -zit,
Em 
and uh, that's zoo -wee -zoo -wee -zit
C 
Kids screamin', which gun
D 
do you want me shoot you with?
And I was talkin' hammers
Em 
when that rapper dropped
two legit true as shit, I
C 
Hand -handled for a dollar
D 
In nocence,
Em 
I'm still askin' for change
D 
Em 
Cause they don't hear it
D 
when the ghetto kid holla
Em 
Siggies hoppin', jiggies hoppin',
Cause in a little bitty ghetto,
C 
Em 
boy
D 
Trapped in a ghetto, tryna make it out
Em 
And I ain't doin' anything,
C 
Em 
man, you hear me, man
C 
All I ever had was a llama and a dream
Em 
Llama and a dream, llama,
llama and a dream
D 
All I ever had was a llama and a dream
Llama and a dream, llama, llama and a dream